ROSES

Yes,
Roses are red...
...so is the colour of blood

I am light,
The light that shines in the darkest recess of your mind.
Hear my plight.

I am an enigma, a wonder to men.
I fly to a height that's higher than high,
Where every eye will be privy of beholding my majesty.

But even the light has a price to pay.
Didn't even the Saviour save the world at a cost?
Where in darkness lay.

I am tougher than a rock,
Even though sometimes I feel but a feather.
Isn't that a shock?

Everything will be fine...if I believe.
My mind is powerful,
Sometimes it becomes my reprieve
And sometimes...it becomes my prison.

Who 'I am' is what 'I think'.
I can never be anything outside my thoughts,
Even if you colour me pink.

I am the light, and I shine.
What about you?
Are you a believer?

Shine on child.
Let the love in abundance pour.
For that's what you were created for.